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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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recently turned this gym partner steddie ficlet into a fully fledged 6.5k ao3 fic. feel free to check out the added filth here <333 mwah and thank you again to anon for the prompt that inspired it !

(read the rest here: pt. 1, pt. 3)

pt. 2 of my gym partner steddie ficlet

“y’know,” steve whispers hotly in his ear, licking the shell of it and nibbling on the lobe, “i’ve heard sex burns a decent amount of calories and since you were doing a lot more staring than lifting today, i’d say that might be a good way for you to make up for it.”

if this is a dream, it's a certainly a very realistic one bc eddie can definitely feel the firm, muscled line of steve's hot, wet body pressed up fully against his own. and it stirs such heady interest in his cock that a dollop of slick spurts out and covers his lower abdomen; dripping down onto steve's thighs, which they both audibly moan at. not caring or stopping for more than a second to wonder if anyone else in the locker room will be able to hear them.

"you'd--you'd want that?" eddie stammers, completely enamored with the way steve's rolling his hips against his thigh.

his cock is huge, way bigger than eddie could ever have anticipated, and he's leaking milky pre from the soft pink tip. whimpering and tugging at his own hair.

god, he looks good.

"want anything you'll give me, eds," steve nips along eddie's jawline and kisses the corners of his mouth, teasing the idea of more, "i'd let you do anything to me. just want your cock. need it. really fuckin need it."

transfixed and still questioning the legitimacy of this reality, it takes eddie a moment before he fully processes what steve is offering.

"anything?" he asks dumbly; blinking through the steam of the shower and trying not to cum from the feeling of steve harrington's stiff cock rutting against his leg.

it's a challenge that's for sure.

"anything," steve repeats lustfully and moves eddie's hands to cover his chest; wordlessly encouraging him to play with his perky nipples.

"you feel so good," eddie mumbles, letting his hands wander, "fuck, steve. you're so hot. can't believe this is happening."

steve twitches underneath him and his own dick kicks up, as he circles steve's nipples with skilled fingers and pinches the hardened buds.

quickly learning and loving how responsive steve's body is to his touch. steve mewls and thrusts his hips in cute desperation. he's clearly needy for more, but eddie's not quite done playing with him yet.

"showing off for me, princess?" he teases, as steve turns around to arch his back against eddie's chest, pressing his rather, perfect ass directly into eddie's cock and grinding in slow, deliberate circles.

"maybe," he says in a bratty tone, "maybe not. guess you'll have to keep going to find out."

eddie shakes his head and laughs to himself.

"stevie, have you ever been fingered before?" eddie checks, rubbing a palm down the plump curve of steve's ass and squeezing a greedy handful. the skin turns red beneath his fingers and he desperately wants to spank him.

"tried it a couple times by myself, but couldn't the angle right," he says a bit shyly and then, "why? are you gonna teach me how to make it feel good?"

"mmm," eddie sucks onto his throat and licks a stripe down to his collarbone, "i'd like to."

"please," steve whimpers again, nosiy as can be without a care in the damn world, "please, please, please."

and the thing is, steve's so good. he's so well-behaved and sweet that eddie can't deny him the pleasure for another second longer.

so he sticks a finger into steve's mouth and tells him to suck on it. which steve does deliciously well, spitting and wrapping his tongue around eddie's finger to gather as much saliva as possible. gagging a little bit when eddie meanly prods towards the back of his throat.

"it's gonna be tight at first, okay? might hurt a bit, but trust me, once we get past the pain it'll feel amazing," eddie coos, petting a hand down steve's spine in an effort to calm any nerves he may have.

"don't care if it hurts. i know i'll like it 'cause it's you," steve sucks in a breath as eddie spreads his cheeks open and teases around his hole, "oh fuck."

eddie chuckles and slyly sneaks a chaste kiss onto steve's lips, finally allowing their mouths to fully connect for the first time.

"you can stop me at any time," eddie tells him in a more serious tone, "focus on my lips and let it feel good, baby. i'll help you ride it out. i'll be right here the whole time."

he tilts steve's face towards him from behind and kisses him deeply. which steve instantly sighs into and returns the pressure of his own lips. it's sloppy and dirty and full of lip biting and tongue sucking and it's heaven (as far as their both concerned).

eddie uses the welcome distraction and opportunity to work steve open. kissing him all the while, as he slowly inches the tip of his finger into steve's hole. past the tight squeeze of the muscle and down to the first knuckle. steve contracts around him, but doesn't pull away. instead he groans into their kiss and breathes a sweet breathy sigh into eddie's mouth.

"good boy," eddie praises and delights in the way steve sinks back further onto his finger at the compliment, "such a good boy for me. how's that feel?"

"good, so good," steve pants, "want more, gimme more please. i can take it."

eddie kisses his mouth shut, silencing his begging, because he knows two fingers will probably feel like quite the stretch. especially for someone who's never really done this before.

carefully, he inserts a second finger. minding the cues steve's body gives him along the way. pausing every so often to allow him to adjust to the intrusion. he's so tight and warm inside, eddie can't wait to get his dick in him.

"more. need more," steve whines, breaking the kiss and fucking himself onto eddie's fingers, "stretching me out so good, eds."

he's a natural. steve really is. rolls his hips so gorgeously and makes the most pornographic sounds eddie's ever heard come out of someone in the real world.

eddie hardly has to do anything after a certain point because steve takes his fingers all the way down to the hilt and bounces on them like he's riding a cock.

"fuck, never knew it could feel this good," he cries and eddie has to bite his lip not to scream at the pleasure he's getting from just watching steve, "feels so full."

and just as eddie starts to work a third finger into steve and gets ready to prep him for more, the flimsy shower curtain is moved open and a third party enters the small stall.....

to be continued as long as you want to keep reading it, my loves !! lmk and hope you enjoyed this little installment <3333

oh !! also if you’d like to be tagged for the update lmk !

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lunaticsandidiots · 2 years

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z, "yes sir" must have had some kind of crack in it because oh my gOD it was amazing. it was so good, i was wondering if we could get like...a reverse of that in a sense? rather than rick being in charge, having the reader and adrian be in charge and tease rick and torture him like he did them? cause god i think rick would try and use that southern charm of his to take back control and the reader and adrian almost fall for it but then realize what he's doing and continue to dominate him in a sense.

DUDE I LITERALLY CANNOT STOP WRITING FOR THIS RANDOM-ASS SPECIFIC-ASS CRACK SHIP RIGHT NOW! YOU GUYS JUST KEEP GIVING ME THE MOST DELICIOUS PROMPTS THAT WOULD BE A CRIME IF DIDN’T THEN WRITE FOR THEM! THANK YOU ANON I LOVE YOU I KISS YOU ON THE HEAD MWAH

nice try [sub!rick flag x dom!reader x dom!adrian chase]

(gn!reader) (nsfw 18+)

Rick’s head felt like it was melting into the feather down pillow in the centre of the bed, his vocal cords vibrating in a silent growl as you and Adrian each kept an arm pinned to the bed.

Rick was not going to let the two of you break him.

You sucked and nipped at the smooth skin of Flag’s neck, starting at his clavicle, then working your way up to the taut skin behind his ear with a devious mewl. One of your hands was in charge of keeping Rick’s right arm in place, while the other was lost in the fabric of his boxer briefs, stroking his cock at an agonisingly slow pace. The fabric of Flag’s underwear brushed against his head every so often, making him tense his jaw so hard he could hear his eardrums rumbling as he stifled another grunt.

Rick was not going to let you break him.

Adrian was busy a little further down Flag’s body, tonguing and groping away at his toned chest while his free hand kept Rick’s left arm secured above him. Adrian was selfishly pleasuring himself while he did all this, hoping that neither of you would notice the subtle roll of his hips as he rutted his clothed cock against Flag’s bare thigh.

Rick was not going to let Adrian break him.

As you continued to mark up the skin of Flag’s throat, Rick noticed that his left hand wasn’t too far away from Adrian, who’s head was bobbing and undulating as he lightly grazed Flag’s nipple with his teeth. If Rick played his cards just right, he might’ve been able to gain back control.

Letting out a voiceless sigh of pleasure to sell his manoeuvre, Flag rolled his wrist to loosen Adrian’s grip just enough to be able to reach out and weave his fingers through Adrian’s curly, brown hair. Flag gently curled his fingers, knowing that just the right amount of tension would immediately have Adrian under his thumb.

And just like Flag had anticipated, Adrians head shot up with a breathy moan to ogle at Rick with red, swollen lips and dilated pupils half covered by lust-heavy eyelids. Your head was still buried in the crook of Flag’s neck, groaning as you yourself began to slowly grind your hips against Flag’s thigh, your deep kisses never stopping.

“Makin’ me feel so good, darlin’“ Flag dotingly murmured. Adrian just nodded from behind his love-sick gaze. Adrian’s hand was still uselessly wrapped around Flag’s wrist as Flag began to tighten his grip, slowly gaining back control.

“Bein’ such a good boy for me...” Rick uttered, beginning to pull Adrian towards his lips. Adrian was too mesmerised under Rick’s hungry stare to notice that Flag had easily begun to steal the reins.

“Y’know, it’d make me feel re-”

Flag’s persuasion was cut short by a boisterous smack, the new angle of his view and the sharp stinging of his right cheek quickly substantiating the guess that you had, in fact, slapped him. Hard.

His head whipped back around to see you sitting up, still straddling his thigh, your chest rapidly rising and falling in exertion. Flag felt an intoxicating mix of bewilderment and dread grab ahold of him as a cold, calculating smirk washed over your features. Your hand cupped Flag’s cheek, condescendingly stroking at the red, angry handprint you’d left as Flag looked up at you in awe.

“Nice try, Flag.” you cooed, your tone laced with sarcasm.

“You know,” Adrian started, well since snapped out of his daze as he reached under the bed, “It looks like the Colonel tried to sweet talk his way outta this one. And he almost got me this time...”

Adrian pulled out a pair of steel handcuffs, the key jingling against the chain as Adrian pulled them tight in front of Flag’s face with a menacing laugh.

“But not quite.”

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erwinscrybaby · 2 years

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lazy afternoon lovemaking with my baby Armin please🥺🥺❤

𝟎𝟑:𝟏𝟓𝐏𝐌; 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭.

armin arlert x f!reader. nsfw. lazy sex, silent sex, penetration.

note: thank you for requesting! hope you like it mwah <3

words: 522

prompt list — masterlist

summer is awful. the heat wave is annoying, terrible, almost painful—neither you nor armin are able to do much more than lay down on the big sofa, the air conditioner endlessly turned on, but never so cold. constantly, the two of you fall asleep, a quiet but short nap while the tv keeps playing some sitcom episodes none of you care about.

however, once in a while, armin wakes up from a good, hotter than the summer temperatures, dream. and, oh, how good it is for armin to have you close to him, despite the sweating bodies and warmth—unlike the heat wave, it isn’t unpleasant at all. your face on his chest is serene, calm as you breathe in and out, eyes blinking and letting him know you’re awake, too. and, by the way your fingers touch his bare abdomen, you have the same wish he has, now.

no words are needed when you approach to kiss his mouth, soft but also clear to show him what you want—you want armin. hot temperatures have you a little more sensitive, having his thighs between your legs even without any further purpose is enough to make you look up at him with big pleading eyes. but you’re also a little lazy, so the blonde man has to hold you, put your back against the sofa once more and kneel between your legs, willing to give what you want. just say it, and armin is all yours.

you’re so lovely. waiting patiently, eyes locked on his moves as he takes your thin fabric shorts off, the warm tips of his fingers slowly stroking every centimeter of your shivered skin. you pout and he knows what you’re thinking—and agrees, too. he’s too far from you, and it breaks his heart. one of his hands grab your waist, the other goes to your tank top, pulling it up until armin can see your boobs, nipples hardening because of the ac. he can’t help; his mouth kisses and adores your breasts with care, love, until you’re saying it.

“want you, armin,” you murmur.

the situation doesn’t ask for begs or rough, dirty words. it’s loving, soft, lazy morning in the middle of a stupid hot afternoon. armin kisses your pout and feels your legs around his waist bringing him closer. he pants with your fingers around his cock, stroking his tip and trying to feel more, so much more than just the light touch on your soaked panties.

armin accepts your silent wish as you push your panties aside, rubbing his leaking tip against your cunt—no more teasing, he decides. you’re warm, so wet, he wants to feel you clenching around his dick again. he slides into you, kissing your neck as you puts your hand on his nape, fingers between his hair locks. you moan his name and it’s delicious—armin has to stop half way in to face you.

“do it for me once more?” armin begs, his cock throbbing as he pushes his length further.

armin. sounds like a goddess whining. and he moans back your name. he’s all yours.

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soulwillower · 4 years

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teach me how • bill denbrough

(bill denbrough x reader smut)

requested: BSJFOSKD bill teaching inexperienced reader how to masturbate? 🥺 + hi!! would you mind doing a soft dom bill w the “i want the neighbors to hear you scream” prompt?? i get you’re probably super busy but if you have time :) thank you soo much!

warnings: swearing, smut, masturbation, oral (fem receiving), dom bill, hes soft tho, a lot of dirty talking, or like. bill telling the reader what to do, dont know, fluff at the end, unedited mwah

[losers + reader are 18+.]

2.4k words i think

♡

it was peaceful, for once.

your house was silent, the only real noise being the patter of the persistent rain on the side of your house and the storm gutters filling with water. there was also bill's calm but filling presence, one foot away from you, sprawled on your bed. your best friend.

"what should i even do while they're gone?" you mumble, breathing in the scent of bill, even as he lay decently separate from you. your parents had just left for the weekend a few hours ago, and bill was over keeping you company. your stomach flutters as you watch him smirk at you. "i-i don't know. w-we can have a party." he suggests, but you shake your head profusely.

"no way in hell, denbrough. i'm not letting the trashmouth, mike, or you throw a party in my house. i know better after the halloween incident." you state, giving bill a pointed look. he laughs, a melodic and beautiful sound - the kind of sound that you want to hear for the rest of your life.

"you had fun, y/n. d-don't be so lame." he teases, no bite in his words. "i g-guess that you can do a-anything. i m-mean, eat whatever you w-want, walk around naked, y-you can even have s-sex in the living room. or the k-kitchen- or your p=parent’s b-bedroom!" he says teasingly, a smirk on his lips. his grin so hot that you groan, but his words make you even redder.

"bill. that's disgusting. and you know i don’t have anyone to be having sex with. especially in my parents bed!" you say, a disgusted look on your face. he laughs again, flipping sideways to look at you and rest his head on his chin. he's so fucking charming, you swear he's going to be the death of you.

"f-fine, then. m-masturbate in your o-own room, i guess. b-boring." he says sarcastically, a cheeky grin on his face. you want to shove him, to roll your eyes, and to call him an idiot, but something inside you makes you feel the need to blurt out, "i wouldn't know how."

his eyebrows immediately shoot up and he wheezes, "wh-what? wait, wh- are you s-saying you've never t-touched yourself?"

you turn red as you shrug, "i- i just... i'm not sure what to even do."

he just shakes his head in surprise. "but you - how could you - so you've never, l-like.. y-you've never-"

embarrassed, extremely embarrassed, you shake your head. "no." you say, looking into your lap, "i just feel like i won't be able to do it right, like. like i need a guide." you say, and the air falls static. t

he rain on your window simultaneously fades and becomes impossibly louder as bill shrugs in a forced-casual manner.

"i mean, i know how to d-do it. n-not that, i'm l-like, s-s-suggesting that i-"

you look at him and cut him of, "can you show me?" you ask and his mouth snaps shut. his cheeks redden but he nods, again trying to look casual, and you think there is nothing, nothing casual about this. but you really love it.

"y-yeah, y/n. n-now?" he mutters, eyes skimming your body and already making you shiver. you feel nervous but you definitely want it. "yes, if that's... if that's okay." you mumble.

he grins, "o-okay. a-anything for you, y/n."

you sigh with a small smile but then it gets silent again. "so... um, how do i- how do i start?" you ask, already feeling aroused as bill leans up on the bed, watching your splayed body on your bed in front of him as if taking in every single feature.

you feel yourself flush deliciously under his hungry gaze.

"w-well, you have to be c-comfortable." he says, biting his lip as he looks at you. you shrug, slightly unsure and only guessing what he means. so in a surge of confidence you peel your shirt off, leaving you in a sheer bra.

his eyes widen and he lets out a staggering breath, giving you butterflies - because nobody has ever looked that way at you before.

"f-fuck." he whispers quietly before nodding. "good, y-yeah, okay now just... t-take your f-fingers and...touch y-yourself where it feels good." he mutters lowly. you know you're dark red so you shut your eyes, hand slowly snaking down between the valley of your breasts to your shorts, rubbing yourself over them.

it starts to feel good and you apply a tiny bit of pressure, the sensation making your hips buck slightly and a small moan to escape your lips. you don't even have time to feel embarrassed because bill's speaking up, making you open your eyes.

"fuck, yeah. th-that's - that's g-good, y/n." he mutters, staring at you while you slowly rub yourself over your shorts. "j-just like that."

his words make you ten times wetter, you can feel it as you whimper and he shifts slightly next to you as he watches. "and if y-you're feeling l-like it, then y-you t-touch yourself u-under your c-clothes." he says it so lowly, as if he's intently focused on your body, that you again feel that surge of confidence that bill brings out of you and you bring your hands to your hips, slowly pushing your shorts and panties all the way off, letting out a shaky breath as they hit the floor.

"holy shit." bill mutters quietly and you can't look at him, instead shutting your eyes as your fingers find their way down to your center. he definitely wasn't expecting you to take them all the way off.

"s-start with o-one finger." he says and you immediately obey, your finger swirling slowly in your heat, feeling how slick you've become and gasping as you nudge your clit. bill hums, "yeah, baby. th-there you go. that'll feel g-good."

his words egg you on and you're slipping a finger inside yourself, gasping at the feeling as you clench around your finger, your thumb rubbing your clit lightly. you whimper as you realize that you love having bill tell you what to do - it makes it all so much hotter. you thrust into yourself slowly, bill mumbles, "a-add another when y-you're ready."

so you do after a few pumps, fingers so slick with need that they slide in with relative ease. you start to pump into yourself and the small, "good g-girl" that escapes bill's lips almost makes you scream with pleasure.

your eyes open at his words and you see that his cheeks are red, eyes dark with lust and his mouth parted while he watches you fuck yourself. your eyes trail down to his sweats where you notice a large bulge, making you moan slightly louder as you thrust your fingers into yourself. is he turned on by this? the thought makes you ache with need.

“d-does it feel good?” he asks lowly and you bite your lip, unable to comprehend how incredibly turned on you are by him right now. “y-yes, bill. fuck.” you mutter as you pump yourself.

the feeling is unlike anything you've every felt before, and it feels like a slow, pleasuring burn that makes your toes curl and your breath hitch. you're embarrassed slightly by the noises that escape your lips, so you try to keep your mouth shut as you move against yourself, the feeling like a coil wrapping tightly in your stomach making you gasp quietly.

his hum is low and deep as he watches you, eyes lidded low with lust. you can't help the small whimper you let out from being under his attention, especially so vulnerable.

your legs involuntarily squeeze shut and he tuts softly, hands shooting out to pull your soft thighs apart. when his fingers touch your skin, you immediately shiver - he hadn’t touched you this whole time. to do this, it's one thing. but to have bill touch you... you groan in need at the thought.

"bill, please." you whimper, your fingers suddenly not enough. he groans quietly and you lock eyes with him, your legs quivering as you continue to pump your fingers into yourself. "c-can you? please." you blush as you realize how needy your words are. he may not want to do that, anyways.

but then you don't care how desperate you sound when you see the look that falls onto his face at your words.

"well, s-since you asked so n-nicely..." he starts, sinking slowly to his knees on the ground next to the bed to be closer to your body. you prop yourself on an elbow, watching him as he gently takes your hand, pulling your fingers slowly out of you. it makes you whimper.

he grins, a glint in his eyes as he pulls your fingers into his mouth, quickly swiping your wetness from your fingers with his tongue then letting your hand drop to the mattress.

he groans at the taste, biting his lips. you're impossibly wet now, his actions nearly enough to set you over the edge already because holy fuck, that was the hottest thing you've ever seen.

he slowly pulls you by your legs so that they hang off the bed, his breath close to you and making you squirm.

"what do you w-want, baby?" he asks, hands slowly caressing your thighs. you buck your hips into the air, nervous but impossibly desperate to feel that feeling you were so close to achieving earlier. "please, bill. please touch me." you mutter, squirming under him as he smirks.

he says nothing, instead dragging a finger up your heat. you squeal in pleasure as his finger rubs at your clit, your toes still curled in pleasure. he watches you as he slowly slides a finger into you, pumping immediately.

he only gives you a few seconds before he’s slipping another finger in, filling you more than your own fingers did and making you moan out blissfully. “bill.” you mutter, fisting the bedsheets and he fucks you with his fingers. your legs start to shake as he rubs your clit with his thumb and you slap your hand over your mouth to stop the yell that threatened to leap out of your throat.

he tuts at you softly, "none of that, b-baby. i want the n-neighbors to hear you scream.” he mutters, leaning up to kiss your cheek as he picks up his pace, thrusting his fingers into you and making you gasp. you turn red at the cheek kiss and you obey him, pulling your hand from over your mouth and gasping in pleasure as his lips press a wet kiss your clit.

bursts of pleasure course through your body, spreading from your center all the way to your fingers and toes, your fingers finding purchase in bill's red hair. "fuck, bill." you emit loudly, your voice echoing through the empty house. he sucks on your clit, kitten licking it as his fingers brush up against you and you feel that tight coil again, very quickly becoming stronger and stronger.

as he hits a new angle inside of you, you moan loudly, concerned that if it weren't for the rain outside, your neighbors might actually hear you. the thought has you turning red as bill moves his fingers expertly in and out of you, his tongue flicking against your clit.

you clench around him and this time it feels different - it almost feels like the moment before you drop on a huge roller coaster but infinite times better. your breath comes out in ragged moans, "b-bill, i think i'm going to-"

"c-cum, baby. y-you've worked so h-hard." he whispers, pulling his lips off of you and pumping into you in the most perfect way that has you moaning loudly.

and then he's pressing a searing kiss to your lips.

as his fingers curl inside you, you hit your high, whimpering into his mouth as you fleetingly realize that him kissing you for the first time is what made you cum.

but you're clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure roll through you, whining his name against his lips in bliss. it feels better than anything you've ever felt before, and bill being the one to get you there makes it all the more incredible. you whimper as you clench slowly around his fingers, your orgasm drawing out from the intensity of it.

his fingers slow to a stop as you come down from your high and he presses a kiss to your lips as he pulls his fingers out of you slowly, watching your face contort in pleasure with a smile on his own cherry lips.

as he sits back on his legs, you stare at each other out of breath and you have to gulp for air, feeling completely satisfied and fucked out. that was fucking incredible. your eyes drop down his figure and you start, “do y-”

but bill gently smiles, standing up. "th-thats for a-another day, y/n." he mutters with a soft shrug, grabbing the sweatshirt he'd tossed to the floor hours ago when he'd first arrived and helping you pull it on.

it smells like him and your stomach gets butterflies as he slides your underwear up your legs. you sit on the bed and he smiles softly at you, his cheeks slightly pink as his hand falls to your cheek. his hair is messy and falls into his eyes, and you love it.

"u-um, i like you. l-like, a lot." he says bashfully and you smile. his thumb rubs your cheek and you can't help but press your lips against his in a slow, meaningful kiss. you blush as you taste yourself on his lips.

"i like you too. a lot." you add, giggling as he smiles. "th-thats good." he states, "because i-i'm about to c-come up there and k-kiss you some more, and that'd be a-awkward if you d-didn't."

you laugh, rolling over to make space for him and yelping slightly as he lightly smacks your underwear-clad ass. he lays down and immediately pulls you into him, half your body over his as he lays on his back. his eyes close and you nuzzle into his neck, his scent surrounding you.

you feel warm inside.

you perk up as a thought pops into your head. "wait, this means maybe i will have someone to keep me company while they're gone." you say into bills neck and you beam as you feel his chest rumble with laughter.

"c-can we have sex in y-your parents' room?" he jokes, poking your side. you smack him lightly on the chest, leaning your head up to look at him. "no, bill! stop!" you hiss, giggling as he laughs at you, eyes full of adoration as he watches you move around.

he pulls you in to a deep kiss, holding you against him and you sigh happily. "i really l-like you, you know." he mutters into your hair. you smile tiredly, "i like you more, you asshole." the only other noise after that is the rain on your window and the soft beating of bill's heart against your ear.

#bill denbrough x reader #bill denbrough smut #losers x reader #prompts fic #requests #richie tozier smut #eddie kaspbrak smut #stanley uris smut #richie tozier x reader #eddie kaspbrak x reader #stanley uris x reader

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for your girlfriend, Natasha, throwing you a birthday party

Natasha Romanoff x reader

warnings:

a/n: its my brothers bday today and we were discussing why i hate mine (bc there are 6 family bdays in september and mines last and so nobody feels like celebrating it 😌✨) im coping i swear (takes place slightly before aou)

prompt: ^the title

spies are awfully good at throwing surprise parties!

you can’t tell if she wanted you to be happy or just scare the hell out of you but either way

the whole team is in on it

“if any of you spoil this for y/n, i’ll knock you unconscious and lock you in a coat closet”

“...yes ma’am”

she stole tony’s credit cards and bought you ANYTHING that she thought you would love

im talking balloons, chocolate fountain(s), an iron man piñata, and more

the other avengers wouldnt talk to you because they were afraid they’d slip and give away the surprise

“guys? helloooo? natasha, why aren’t they talking to me?”

“because, sweetheart, they’re all stupid. we love them, but they’re stupid”

“i can’t argue with that logic”

how can she be everywhere at the same time?????

she makes the team do her bidding

“steve, you’re tall, go hang up all the birthday banners”

“‘birthday banners.’ how about we duct tape bruce to the wall? think that’ll make a good birthday banner?” -tony

“yeah, can we not do that? i don’t really...no. never” -bruce

“hey, scientists? can you two try to do something productive?” -nat

thor insisted on a “lightning show”

instead, nat put him in charge of fireworks

“i shall obtain the fireworks, only the biggest and brightest for our y/n! correct?”

“you’ve got the right idea, thoreo”

“peculiar nickname, but i accept”

she calls him “thoreo” because he bought 6 cartons of oreos once and strayed away from his poptart phase, he now is in love with oreos

“happy birthday, y/n!”

she told you this before you even knew about the party, she just led you to the rec room and had the entire team jump out and getcha

“holy shit!”

you fell back and she caught you

“you like?”

“natasha, i love this! it’s amazing, thank you so much!”

kiss on da cheek mwah

the avengers pounced on you for a group hug bc they love youuuu!!!

“how’s it feel to be a year older, y/n?” -tony

“i just hope one day i’m as old as thor”

natasha would have bought a cake from a professional baker but she thought it would be sweeter to make a cake from scratch

it was four layers,,,,,magnificent

and two tiers

!!!!!!! and it was DELICIOUS

clint tried to smear it on your face but natasha played the uno reverse card and got him to smack it right into his own

you couldn’t stop laughing

presents!!! everyone got you presents (because natasha forced everyone to go to the mall with her)

bruce got you slippers but not just any slippers, cool fuzzy slippers with ducks on them 😎

steve got you a book !!!! a book about assassins (your favorite type of book bc it reminds you of natasha)

tony said “fuck it” and gave you a check for 10k, then said “let me know if you need more” and topped it off with a stuffed bear

thor got you a sword and you DEFINITELY have a sword collection now

clint said “broke bitches club” which made you snort and then handed you a picture frame with a picture of the whole team together, which you’d definitely be hanging up in your room

“booooo” -everyone

“come on guys, it’s the thought that counts” -steve

“he’s right” -you

“okay, boys, i’m about to blow your presents out of the water” -nat

“i thought that the party was my present?”

“well, i’ve got one more surprise for you”

miss natasha romanoff got down on one knee and pulled out a RING

the whole team started SHOUTING it was adorable and i swear to god you were crying and it was just.....magical

“y/n l/n, do you think i was right?”

“you usually are”

“i know...so, will you marry me?”

“yes!”

JARVIS started playing music and nat put the ring on you and you kissed her and the team couldn’t believe they just witnessed that and tony was taking pictures and AHHHHHH

none of them knew she was planning THIS

“i love you, y/n”

“i love you more, natasha”

“psh, no way!”

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i hope no one saw that

joshua idol!au smut inspired by 5. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” from the smut prompt list

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hope ypu guys enjoy this!! im really trying to get better at writing smut kksjndsjd its a process but yeah!!! i will be getting onto the smut prompt req you guys sent in next! sorry for the long wait mwah lov u

The Show Champion waiting room is stuffed, stylists running around trying to find the maknae of the group. But Riri is no where to be found. She was supposed to be getting into her tailored jean top 10 minutes ago and she had still not shown up. “Y/n, can you please go look into the halls to see if you can find Yiren? She was supposed to have her hair done by now.” You look up from your phone, the Instagram comments on your latest teaser picture lighting up your face as you shift your attention to one of your three managers. He’s standing in front of you, holding Joha, your leader’s outfit in his left hand and his phone in his other. You agree, pointing him in the direction of the sleeping lump on the floor when he asks you where Joohyun is.

The rustling and bustling from the packed room is left behind as the heavy door slams shut behind you. The contrast of the almost empty halls is almost hair raising. You remember the first few times at the broadcasting station, how stressed you and the rest of your group had been. Now it seemed like routine to you. You trudged down the hall, the material of your tiny poofy black skirt rough against your manicured hands as you subconsciously flattened out the fabric against the tops of your thighs. Your eyes scanned the identical doors, looking for the right one. The one with the SEVENTEEN sign hanging on it. You knew your maknae would be in there. And if she wasn’t at least one of the guys in that room would know where she was. You politely bowed as one of the staffs for your sunbae group EXO rushed past you.

Of course, Seventeen’s door had to be furthest down the hall, the noisy boys probably being put in the waiting room furthest away out of courtesy for the other groups that would be spending their day in the rooms lining the long, white hall. You knocked three times before taking a couple steps back to wait for the door to be opened.

The door was torn open, probably 20 faces staring you down as you stood in the hall, hands clasped together in front of you as you greeted the group and the staffs with a bow and a quiet hello. Seungkwan was the first one to speak, almost jumping to his feet from the corner couch to rush over to you. “Y/n sunbaenim, hello!” The young man smiled as he came over to take your hand, politely bowing back. He motioned for you to step in as the rest of the people littering the room went back to what they where doing before your untimely arrival. “I saw the teaser you guys posted yesterday! I can’t wait to see the live performance; it looks like you guys changed your concept.” He smiled, turning around to pick up one of the signed albums laying on the table behind him. Mingyu was sitting on his laptop and smiled at you quickly before turning back to the game he was playing. Seungkwan handed you the album, before asking you what brought you over to the Seventeen waiting room.

“Actually,” You started after thanking him for the cd. “I was wondering if Yiren stopped by, she’s supposed to have her hair done like, right now.” Seungkwan looked around the room, calling Joshua over as he was the one who had talked to Vernon before he disappeared with your groups maknae. Joshua gave you a friendly smile as he walked over, Seungkwan explaining everything to him and Joshua nodding in understanding. “I’ll go look for them with you, we need Vernon back now anyway, its his turn to tweet.” Joshua smiled, his styled hair falling into his eyes as he threw his neck to motion to the door.

“See you later, Y/n! Good luck on your performance, you look really pretty!” Seungkwan yelled as he raised his fists in support, the rest of the boys voiced various exclamations of support as the door closed behind Joshua and you.

Joshua was wearing all black, his hair also dyed black for their new comeback. He looked really good, but then again when didn’t he look good. He smiled at you as you glanced up at him. There was a slight pause before he spoke. “Vernon said they would most likely be in the hall by the conference rooms up on the fourth. There’s apparently the least people up there.” He was still smiling, his voice dripping with amusement as he spoke. You let out an entertained sound, walking beside him down the hall towards the elevators, the album Seungkwan had handed you clasped in your hands. “Of course, young love wants privacy. They can’t hold hands in front of anyone, its too embarrassing.” You joked, knowing well that they couldn’t do anything infront of anyone. The showbiz was way to harsh and judging for love to be accepted. Joshua let out a laugh that sounded a little more like a sigh, leaning out to press the button for the elevator. There were a few camera techs looking your way as you stood in front of the elevator, so Joshua took a discreet step away from you.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, both you and Joshua where careful to not get too close as you entered. You made eye contact with one of the backstage workers as you turned around to lean against the wall of the elevator and you could see him audibly gasp as your eyes connected. You just gave your sweetest smile as the elevator doors closed. Joshua broke out into muffled giggles as the capsule started moving.

“What?” You innocently asked, turning to face the man beside you. He just smiled at you, his eyes squinting in amusement. “Nothing! Nothing..” He waved his hands in front of his face. “Just.. The look on that staff’s face. Priceless.” He giggled, covering his mouth with his hand. Before he straightened up. “Seungkwan was right though, you look really pretty.” He continued, his entire aura changing suddenly. He reached his hand out to tuck a stray piece of curled hair behind your ear, his eyes flickering around your face as he stepped closer. “It’s almost too bad you’re changing your concept. I almost can’t control myself, even in front of the other guys, seeing you dressed like this.” He whispers, his lips curling so enticingly around every word he spoke. He lets his hand linger on your face, and you almost get the urge to kiss him but you feel the elevator halt to a stop so you step away with every last bit of self control that you can muster. “Control yourself, Hong. We don’t want a scandal now do we?” You snark at him, straightening out your shirt a little before the doors glide open and you strut out, greeting someone you recognize as one of Red Velvet’s managers.

The rapid succession of steps behind you is obviously Joshua’s, even the sound of him walking sounding familiar to you. “It’s not fair!” He quietly whines as you look for the hall leading to the conference rooms, your head perking up as you see a sign pointing in the desired direction. “What isn’t fair?” You ask him, casting a quick glance at him over your shoulder. He looks so strong and manly, the stage costume consisting of mostly fake leather and ripped fabric stretched to the point of almost ripping over his delicious thighs and wide shoulders.

“This stage costume, the hair, the makeup..” He muses, purposely leaning closer to you. “The dance.” He lets his hands trail up your sides, the shirt you’re wearing being the only thing saving your sanity. You slow down a little, letting Joshua press his chest into your back while you look around quickly to make sure no one is around the nearest corner. “You know how much I love that fucking choreo, babe.” He rasps, pressing his face into the side of your neck. “You love it enough to get hard in your jeans watching me and the girls practice.” You tease him, turning around in his grasp and taking a few steps backwards to lean against the door leading to the hall you were looking for, giving him the cockiest look you could before turning the handle and slipping into the hall.

“Wong Yiren, you’re wanted downstairs your royal highness.” You say, your voice dripping with ‘you’re in trouble’. The younger girl looks up at you, embarrassingly snatching her hand away from her boyfriends grip. “Y/n!” She whines, her long black hair flying around her face as she whips her head around to look at you. “You could have just texted me instead.” She mumbles as she gets up from the stairstep she was sitting on. Well, basically she was sitting in Vernon’s lap, but you decided not to embarrass her further. You smile teasingly at her as she slips past you, head bowed to hide the bright pink blush on her cheeks. Vernon was following right behind her, probably blushing even more than your member. “You left your phone with Taehyun manager, Yiren.” You chuckle after the teenager as she jerks open the door you had just walked in through.

Joshua is leaning against the wall by said door, an amused smirk on his face as he mutters some words to Vernon before the boy disappears into the hall after his somewhat embarrassed girlfriend. You look him up and down, the silk shirt he was wearing under the pleather jacket struggling to stretch all the way across his chest. “So, are you gonna get hard in your pants watching the pre recording today?” you tease the male, his eyes going wide as he looks over at you. He checks to see if the door beside him was actually closed before lifting himself off the wall and taking two long strides over to you.

“You’re such a pain, babe.” He mutters, letting his arms circle around your waist to pull you closer to him. You could feel his breath on you cheek as he let his left arm slide down from your back and over the curve of your ass. Your breath involuntary hitches as he lifts the skirt covering you to squeeze the flesh. “And you’re a huge horndog, Mr. Hong.” You tease, trying your best to regain your selfcontrol. You can feel yourself giving in to the slow, burning hot touches Joshua trails along your sides. He chuckles lowly against your neck, not quite leaving kisses but attempting to at least touch you in some kind of way. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” He mutters, his lips tickling the sensitive skin right under your ear. You feel his teeth graze against the side of your neck, his breath fanning against the flushed skin making you feel even more hot. You let out a mix between a heavy breath and a strained moan as your head tilts back, the words “make me” barely making their way past your parted lips as Joshua bites gently into the skin of your almost exposed shoulder.

Joshua chuckles, his hands trailing up the expanse of your back before pressing lightly against your shoulders. The jean material top you had put on earlier in disarray, the right shoulder slipping slightly off your form. “Get on your knees, baby.” Joshua commands, his eyes dark as he pulls away from your neck to look you in the eyes. You throw away any form of self-control as you sink down onto the carpeted floor, your exposed knees meeting the plush material with a soft thud. Both you and Joshua work urgently to get his belt open enough to slip his ripped black jeans a little further down his hips. Just enough to slip his cock out.

You’re desperate as you make quick work of kissing up his length, he’s already more than half hard and you can hear how good it feels, a low hissing sound filling the slender hall the two of you are situated in. You look up at him through your lashes as you take him into your mouth, his dark eyes meeting yours. You could tell he was enjoying this from the sounds he let out, bit in his eyes there was also a hint of excitement for something else. Maybe it was the reality of how careless you both where right now, the fact that anyone could walk in and see you on your knees infront of him, all for him to use. The fact that maybe a staff would come looking for you and catch you choking on all of him. He lets out a beautiful groan as you start working him deeper into your mouth, your stage makeup smudging as your eyes start watering slightly. Joshua lets his head tip back, a string of curses leaving his lips when you start moving your head a little faster. He has a tight grip on your previously immaculately styled hair, you know the stylist is going to be beside herself with anger when she sees you but right now, you’re more concerned with the way Joshua is encouraging you to take more of him.

“Fuck, baby, I love your mouth so much. Hold still let me fuck your face, doll.” He groans, his face contorting beautifully with the pleasure he’s feeling. His brows furrow together as you let your jaw go slack. He takes a hold of your previously styled hair with both his hands, his fingers digging into your scalp as he moves his hips more rapidly against your face. “You look so fucking hot, holy shit.” He whispers, his raspy voice almost breaking as you swallow around him causing his hips to jerk against your face. You can feel your knees digging hard into the carpet but the look on Joshua’s face is too distracting, his plush lips caught between his teeth, his eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure. He lets out a raspy curse when you lift your hands to squeeze his thighs, the involuntary moan that rips from your throat causing his hips to stutter as he comes into your mouth with the most deliciously unholy sounding moan you had ever heard.

He apologizes quickly as he fixes himself, buckling up his belt while you straighten out your stage costume. You look around, suddenly very aware of where you are. “I hope no one saw that.” You whisper, an unsure giggle filling the air between the two of you as the conversation halts. Joshua has the cheesiest smile on his face, and he almost looks like someone just told him there’s extra chicken for him at home. “What?” You ask, looking down at yourself to see if anything was out of the ordinary. He just giggles, almost like a lovestruck teenager. “Nothing!” He smiles, and he looks like he’s about to say something more before the all too familiar iPhone ringtone slices through the room.

“Yeah?” Joshua says, his voice sounding a little hoarse, so he quickly clears his throat after speaking. “Oh shit! Okay, yeah. We’re on our way.” He quickly finishes, pocketing his phone before looking up at you with a serious look. “Your group are about to go on, the 5-minute warning just went out. Everyone is looking for you.” You almost shout out a curse before bolting down the hall, Joshua quickly following you down the sets of stairs. You’re panting hard as you burst through the stairwell door, coming face to face with your group member Jiya, who doesn’t look very pleased. “Where were you?!” Another group member shouts from the sound tech station, a staff hooking her receiver into the edge of her blue shorts. “Y/n!” Another sound tech yells, motioning you over to get mic’ed up as well. You mutter a string of apologies as you adjust the cords to your in ears, Yiren looking at you with a smirk as she moves to wait by the stairs to the stage.

You’re all rushed onto the stage and preform your comeback song, One & Only along with your b-side thanx so much! without any mistakes, the fans cheering loudly for you and screaming the fanchants at the top of their lungs. They also lose it at the killing part, the songs being a lot sexier than the earlier cute and innocent concepts you’ve done. You and the other 8 members are in 100 as you run of stage, proud that it went of without any more problems. You all get settled into more comfortable clothes, Chaeni even putting on a sheet mask as the afterglow of the performance wears off a little. You fish your phone out of the black designer purse you had been given by the stylists early this morning for the greeting photos outside the station.

You felt your cheeks get hot as you scrolled through the twitter timeline, fansite photos and screenshots from the live performance littering the screen on your phone. The fans where going crazy, both over the new songs but also over another matter, that didn’t have anything to do with your new mini album at all.

“Why are Y/n’s knees so red? I hope she’s okay! Fighting”

“They look so good!!! Omgggg! Also is that a hickey I see on Y/n’s neck? Huhuh who’s getting it on with my queen huh??”

“In this selfie of Nahyun and Y/n from before the preformance she doesn’t have that red mark on her neck…. But in the live she does…. What’s going on here…..”

You quickly close the app, lifting your phone closer to your face to hide the screen as you switched over to a different app. You opened the texts between you and Joshua and typed out the message “Joshua Hong!!!!! You’re dead.” Before hitting send. The waiting room was cleared of anyone but your fellow group members, leader Joohyun had fallen asleep on the mat on the floor, Yosei on her phone beside her. Chaeni was waiting for her sheet mask to dry and Yiren was probably texting Vernon. Nahyun and Daria where playing on Hyunji’s switch. You hoped none of them would check their phones so you would live to see another day. Your phone vibrated with a text notification, Joshua’s name flashing on the screen with the word ‘Sorry’ under. That little shit.

“Y/n!” You heard Yosei squeal, Hyunji gasping as she kneeled down to look at the older girls phone. Fuck.

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